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cathedral

by bela-matyas-feher

a walk in the woods on a cold morning before the noises of the world awaken and bury my mind in the business of the day with the whys and where and incessant thumping of questions and answers and timelines and delays is where i find the peace the time to be alone and ruminate on the divine - yes, to pray in this church with the birds and the winds as music to my meditation.
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